Happy Halloween!
AN: Yes, it's two months late, please don't bug me about my super slow updates.
"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" I laughed, running down corridors like a maniac. People stared at me, but looked away when they saw a very, very angry Hermione Granger with black skin and orange hair chasing me, screaming swears and curses that would make a sailor blush, not to mention throwing hexes and jinxes and curses of that variety that would have ol' Voldie trembling.
"What the bloody hell gave her an inkling that pranking Hermione would be a good idea?" Ron asked, befuddled.
"She takes the whole 'Gryffindors are courageous' to a whole new level, called suicidal," Harry responded. "Popcorn?" he asked, holding out a bag to his friend. Ron quickly looked past Harry to see Azure, Apollo and Roxy sharing a bag, and Ginny was laughing her arse off at how Hermione was chasing me around the same stretch of corridors for the 1245th time despite me not being good at running. Ron shrugged and started top help himself to the buttery goodness.
"Need some help, Wells?" Malfoy jeered, his cronies behind him. Since Hermione and I were just doing laps, I just gave him the middle finger on the next time around. And again, and again, and again, while he just got redder and redder. Wow, this guy is not smart if he just stands there and takes it. Eventually, before he could do anything, one of Hermione's spells hit me, and it just so happened to be a Transfiguration spell, and she turned me into a bird.
"Wow, talk about flipping someone the bird," Azure remarked as I stumbled and somersaulted due to the sudden change in legs and size. I managed to right myself and fly, landing on Harry's shoulder. I looked myself over, and saw that I was pink. PINK! The others were laughing, so I stuck up my middle talon at them, and let me tell you, there is something very strange on seeing a pink bird of prey, maybe a falcon, flipping someone the bird.
"Now, if I turn you back, will you change me back?" Hermione asked me. I nodded. She waved her wand, and I felt tingly, but was still a bird. I saw that I wasn't pink anymore, so that was good.
"Uh, since that failed, why not just, oh, I don't know, change yourself back on your own," I hiss the last part, too pissed off at having been turned pink to notice that she did at least give me back my vocal chords.
"Oh," Hermione blushed, something that was only noticeable when she waved her wand over herself and had normal colouration again.
"So, should we see McGonagall to change her back?" Ron asked, jerking his thumb at me.
"I'm right here, you know!" I said, but Ginny started stroking my head, causing me to close my eyes and enjoy it. God, Zeus, Buddha, Merlin, and any other deities help the poor sucker that laughs if I start purring or make another such sound. I have claws, and am not afraid to use them.
"What is going on?" McGonagall asked, striding into view.
"Hey," I said, waving a wing from atop my perch, aka Harry's shoulder.
McGonagall looked like she wanted to say something, but after a pause, just muttered "I don't even want to know," and changed my back. The bad thing about this is that I was still on Harry, so I sort of fell on him.
"Get off of me!" he grunted.
"Fine. You make a lousy pillow anyway," I told him. Getting up, he started to lunge at me, but I dodge. "Save the anger for scaring Slytherins tonight, Harry." That made him pause, shrug and stop.
"Okay, so should we go and prank anyone today?" Apollo asked.
"Nope. We should go and prepare for tonight," I said, fingertips together in a classic 'evil villain plotting' pose.
"What are you gonna do tonight, Chris?" Apollo asked. I smirk.
"If you dare say 'taking over the world', I will hit you," Hermione said.
"Thanking you for ruining a reference to an awesome cartoon! Now all of the pure-bloods will go without knowing at least a famous line from a popular cartoon," I cry, slightly hysterical, or at least pretending.
"Oh, shut up," Harry said.
"Harry, can you do me a favour?" I ask.
"What? And why now?"
"Because I just thought of it now, and I want you to try to teach me Parseltongue," I said. He stared at me, as did most of the people.
"Wonder if we can make Malfoy shit his pants," I heard Fred ask George, or maybe it was the other way around, at the end of the corridor. I gave an evil grin, and most of the others had one grow on their faces.
"To the haunted place thing!" I declare, leading the way to the area where we had our Halloween set up. Someone behind me said "Fail," but I ignored it.
Laterlaterlaterlater
"Okay, people, MOVE OUT!" I yelled like an army drill sergeant at the gathered people dressed in costumes. They all started filing out and going to their posts where they would scare the sh*t out of people. God, I love my life sometimes.
I was dressed like a demon from the twisted depths of my imagination, with black painted skin and red runes painted on. I had an armless dark blue shirt, a midnight blue cloak and black pants on, with the whole demonic runes and skin covering my arms and a bit underneath, so no one could so any flesh tone. I had contacts that made my eyes look black with white slit pupils, enchanted to I can see perfectly and so they wouldn't itch. I had them made special order since I wanted something different. Azure was dressed as a ghost that she saw a few times. She was wearing a ripped up white night gown and had white makeup with blacked out eyes. She was holding a doll, and had bright blue contacts. It was a full moon, so Apollo was just transformed and had his mind because of Wolfsbane Potion, and Roxy shifted into her snow leopard form. She was part of our small not-so-scary muggle fairy tales area.
"So, what are you doing?" someone in a skeleton costume and eyes that looked like green glowing balls of light in eye sockets due to the charmed mask, asked me.
"I'm walking around and checking to see everyone's doing alright. Now, if you're not in your spot by the time I get there, your dead body will become a prop in the graveyard," I said, smiling so that the special fake pointed fangs I got that would glint in the faint light. Harry, for indeed it was he, gulped audibly and ran out of the room, darting into the crowd.
The set up was fairly simple; it was a bunch of corridors that people would enter and go along a route that had different sections devoted to different aspects of Halloween. First was the pumpkin patch with living scarecrows that blended into a small forest with werewolves and other woodsy monsters. After that was the nice, gentle, sparkly Fairy Tale lane, with elves and pixies and things that make me want to gag. Next was the Graveyard, where there were grave stones and holes that zombies can climb out of. People would go into a crypt that we called the Tomb that was filled with vampires. There were some un dead monsters that were confined to one place or the other, but some, like skeletons, could wander between the two. Next was the Lab, were all of the scientific experiments gone wrong were. I so wanted a T-virus outbreak in this section, but my friends managed to convince me that not many other people would get the Resident Evil reference (AN: I don't own it). After that were a bunch of sections based off of popular muggle things, and these had guides, which were people that could explain the basics of the story the area was based off of. I was one of the few people that would walk throughout, making sure everything was going smoothly. There was also a rule of no one being allowed wands except for those performers that walked through the entire thing, since we were also the security.
"Hey, Chris!" Hermione called. She was a cat person thing in Fairy Tale lane, something the golden trio laughed about for a bit. I turned to her.
"Yeah?"
"When do we get off?"
"Depends on when they stop coming, but until then, work, slave, work!" I said, pretending to crack a whip. She laughed as she went on her way. I waited a few minutes so people would get some time to get to their posts. I grabbed a fake sickle I put by the door. I grinned as I twirled it, and crept down the hallways, trying to scare any slow pokes. I went through the Haunted Walk, the name we all decided on in the end, and only had to separate two fights. I walked to the entrance, where there was a large crowd of people gathered.
"Wow, thanks for coming, peps, so, just follow the route that's laid out, it's fairly obvious, and try not to shit your pants," I finished with a demonic smile, when there was a faint yell of "Chris!". No wonder Hermione has such high grades with ears that good.
"Huh, I have asthma and it gets really bad if I get scared," one kid piped up.
"Well, then, don't enter," I answered. "Now, everyone, for the safety of the volunteers, we ask that you don't bring your wands as you might curse someone, and we don't want that." People groaned and tittered. "If you have your wand with you and don't want to go back to your dormitory you can give it to one of our teacher volunteers, who will keep it safe for you. There are sensors to prevent you from smuggling them in, so we ask that you just comply and don't cause any problems. Besides that, have fun!" I finished, and the crowd milled around, everyone wanting to be first. I went over to a control booth that I had set up, and turned on the magical lights and music system, letting everyone know that we were open and ready for business.
There wasn't any problems that night, aside from when I 'accidently' turned Malfoy into a ferret while trying to prevent one of his goons from punching Ron in the face, and Harry made Ferret-face faint from fear shortly after, but aside from that, not much happened.
Later (I can feel your glares for skipping it, but deal. I'm behind schedule as it is)
"Okay, guys!" I called over the magical intercom system. "That's a wrap, get back to your common rooms, clean up, and head to bed. You guys were awesome!"
All the volunteers cheered, some very tired after six hours of chasing screaming kids.
"That was brilliant!" Harry said back in the common room. Ron and Hermione nodded in agreement.
"No duh, it was Halloween," I said, smirking. I was sitting back in a wooden chair with my feet propped up on a table, while the golden trio were sitting by the fire.
"It was really fun," Hermione said, eyes glazed over as she remembered earlier in the evening.
"Yeah, especially when Malfoy was turned into a ferret," Ron pointed out.
"Or when he fainted," Harry remarked, making the others laugh.
"All in all, it was a good night. Now, I am off to bed, and since tomorrow is a Saturday, anyone who wakes me up will suffer. Good night!" I cheerfully waved as I went up the staircase.
"Is it just me, or does she do that a lot?" Harry muttered.
